Chapter Ninety-Five: White Wing Sanatorium
- Arthur
- Apr 10
- 19 min read
Chapter 95
White Wing Sanatorium
Celeste and Jaxon were on their way to the White Wing Sanatorium—an abandoned mental asylum—located in Bloomsgate, an old fishing village fifty miles north of Pink Top City. Jaxon was driving and smoking while Celeste was in the passenger seat, gazing out the window. She wore her catsuit. Jaxon wore a button-up black dress shirt with a shiny gold dragon, tight black jeans, a black leather jacket, and cheslea boots. The shirt’s buttons were unsnapped to expose his dragon chest tattoo.
Celeste gazed at the various trees as they drove by. Jaxon blared “Sanatorium” by Metallica on the stereo and sang along.
Jaxon: “What? Just getting into character!”
He laughed. Celeste laughed and waved her hand.
Celeste: “It’s okay! I love it!”
Her breathing hitched, and she jutted her chest out.
Celeste: “I always loved your singing.”
She purred.
Jaxon: “I know!”
He grinned at her, placing his hand on her lap as he drove. Celeste grasped his hand and rubbed her thumb on it.
~
They arrived at their destination. Jaxon parked the car, and the two climbed out. It was a sizable eight-story stone building surrounded by a tall chain-link fence. Most of the windows were smashed out, the building had rust stains, and moss was growing on some parts. The grass surrounding the place was three feet high.
Celeste looked around for an entrance.
Celeste: “Looks like we have to climb this.”
She nodded to the fence. Jaxon grinned widely.
Jaxon: “Ladies first!”
He gestured to her and smacked her ass. Celeste let a little moan out when he smacked her ass.
Celeste: “Oooh!”
She ran up to the fence, leaped on it and climbed up it. When she got to the top, she started to climb down and then jumped down. Jaxon watched her closely as she climbed over the fence.
Jaxon: “Nice…”
He hummed, checking out her ass. He then stepped back and ran up to the fence, jumping onto it and climbing up it. He then jumped down next to her. Celeste smiled and looked at him with come-hither eyes.
Celeste: “Yes…, nice indeed.”
She purred and took his arm as they ventured down a concrete path surrounded by the tall grass. A black snake slithered in front of them.
Jaxon: “Don’t worry, baby, I’ll protect you from the snake!”
He put his arm around her and stood in front of her. Celeste bit her bottom lip. She wasn’t afraid of snakes, but she loved this kind of attention. She looked up at him and kissed him.
Jaxon scooped her in his arms and carried her across the tall grass. Celeste was taken by surprise and held onto him, smiling.
Jaxon: “You’re safe from the snakes, babe!”
He assured her.
Celeste: “I am not afraid of snakes, but… I like this.”
She admitted as she put her arms around him.
Jaxon: “Oh, really now? What about trouser snakes?”
He winked at her.
Celeste: “The one I saw was nice.”
She licked her lips and rubbed her nose on his. She then traced her fingers over his neck, lightly tickling it.
Jaxon: “Hehehe, I know!”
He shivered and poked his tongue out at her. She giggled and bit his bottom lip.
When they got to the entrance, she stepped down from him, carrying her, and she pushed the heavy doors open. The walls were plastered with graffiti, there was debris on the floor, and papers were strewn everywhere. There were creepy drawings on the wall, and it looked like someone painted, “The end is near” in blood.
Jaxon: “Ohh, so edgy! Careful not to cut yourself on that edge!”
He feigned fear and shock at the blood painting. Celeste cupped her mouth and laughed.
She took his arm to venture further in. She leaned on his shoulder as they walked. Jaxon wrapped his arm around her as they walked together. They came across an operating room with a table and a bloody bone saw in the corner. The walls had dried, smeared blood on them.
Jaxon: “Damn, did Percy have a party or something?”
He quipped. Celeste threw her head back and laughed.
Celeste: “Wouldn’t surprise me if he used this place as one of his disposal sites.”
She said dryly. Jaxon laughed with her.
They ventured further into the place. Just rooms with wheelchairs, rotted beds, and debris. No files. They went into the locker room and went into the pool area. Murky, black water filled the pool, and it smelled like death. Celeste groused at the smell.
Celeste: “This smells like Jaclyn’s feet.”
She groused. Jaxon cracked up laughing and fanned his face.
Jaxon: “God, does she live here?”
He gagged.
Celeste: “Maybe they dump her old stinky shoes in this pool.”
She quipped and squeezed her nose. Jaxon laughed.
Jaxon: “This mission should have come with a toxic gas warning.”
He groused and fanned his face.
They left the pool area and came into a corridor. One of the rooms was the “Smile Room.” It was painted above the door in bright pink letters, and the room was completely dark.
Jaxon: “Smile room?! What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
He asked. They heard a noise coming from there. Celeste braced her feet apart, ready for impact. Jaxon stood close to her, standing in front of her protectively, with his hands up and ready to fight and heal.
Something crawled out of the room. It appeared to be a baby doll head on top of a large arachnid body. Its legs were thin and needle-like. The fuck is THAT?! Celeste wondered.
Jaxon: “What the FUCK?!”
He stood in front of Celeste, protectively. The creature lunged at Jaxon, glomping onto his face.
Jaxon: “YAARGH! NOO! GET IT OFF ME!”
He screamed, trying to pry it off of him.
Celeste: “JAXON!”
Celeste grabbed it and ripped it off, drawing his blood, and threw the creature against the wall, where it splattered, and the doll’s head rolled off. Jaxon panted and placed his hands to his face, healing himself.
Jaxon: “Thanks, babe… What the fuck was THAT?”
He panted, glaring at it.
Celeste: “I have… NO FUCKING IDEA!”
She put her hands up.
Suddenly, Jaxon was grabbed and pulled into the Smile Room, the door shutting on Celeste.
Jaxon: “NOOOO! CELESTE!”
He hollered out as he was pulled away. Celeste’s jaw hung open. She rushed to the door to break it down.
Celeste: “JAXON!”
She screamed, trying to pry the door open.
Jaxon: “CELESTE!”
He rasped from the other side of the door.
He heard the clanking of a can rolling on the floor. The room was yellow with a bit of sunlight shining through a stained glass window with a clown.
Jaxon: “God, I HATE clowns!”
He groused, glaring at the clown. There was a beating in the room that sounded almost like a heartbeat. Jaxon’s heart dropped, and his heartbeat thundered.
Jaxon: “What the fuck is THAT?!”
He looked around the room, looking for where the beating was coming from.
Several clawed hands came out of the wall, grabbing him and slamming his back against it, holding him there.
Jaxon: “ARGHHH!”
He rasped and thrashed around, trying to break away from the clawed hands.
Jaxon: “GET OFF ME!”
He wailed. Some of the hands caressed his chest, and another cupped his groin. Jaxon shuddered and groaned.
Jaxon: “NOOOO! GET THE FUCK OFF ME! DON’T TOUCH THAT!”
He hissed and snapped, biting down on the hands to get them off him.
Some of the hands started tickling his armpits, sides, tummy, and behind his knees.
Jaxon: “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH NOOOOOOOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHO! GET THE FUCK OFF!”
He gasped and barked as he thrashed and squirmed against them, tickling him all over. The hands continued to tickle him all over, and one hand tickled his neck.
Jaxon: “HAHAHAH HAAAAAAHAHAH NOOOO!”
He whined.
The hands stopped tickling him. Jaxon panted and tried to catch his breath. A shadow loomed over him, and a large, slimy, green female slug-like monster appeared before him. She had yellow eyes, pointed ears, thick lips, and a toothy, grotesque smile.
Slug: “Hello, sexy!”
She leaned closer to him, sticking her long, slimy tongue out and slithering it on his face, down his neck, and up to his ear. Jaxon recoiled in disgust and fear.
Jaxon: “EWWWW, GROSS!”
He groused and shuddered all over.
Jaxon: “Why is it always meeeeeeee?!”
He whined and sulked. The creature placed her slimy tongue on his chest and held him close, sucking on his neck, and caressing his chest with her slimy hands. Jaxon wailed and shuddered with disgust and discomfort.
Jaxon: “GET THIS THING OFF ME!”
He whined and whimpered.
The creature withdrew a machete pointing the tip on his neck. Jaxon froze. He was accustomed to objects being pointed at his neck, usually feathered objects. He didn’t know which was worse.
Jaxon: “FUCK YOU!”
He spat at the slug.
The door exploded open. Celeste stood there, raised her Desert Eagle IMI, and fired at the slug. The slug shrieked and then vomited something in her direction. Celeste jumped out of the way as the vomit melted the door frame and walls. The creature used her tail to knock Celeste over. Celeste fell to the ground and kicked herself up. She saw a paper cutter in the corner. She grabbed that, ripped off the guillotine, and flung it at the slu,g slicing her head off. Her head rolled toward Jaxon’s feet. Her tongue trailed over his boots. Celeste stomped on her head, crushing it. Jaxon watched with awe as she killed the slug creature.
She saw the hands groping him and felt the wall.
Celeste: “This wall… is alive.”
Jaxon: “KILL THE WALL, BABE!”
He shrieked and pleaded with her. Celeste nodded, picked the guillotine, dripping with black blood and made a slit in the wall. Black blood oozed out. Celeste reached inside, making a squelching sound as she felt around. She ripped out a giant beating heart and threw it against the wall with force, splashing black blood at them. The heads fell limp and released Jaxon. Celeste rushed up to him and held him close. Jaxon panted with relief and melted into her arms, kissing her on the cheek. She smiled at him.
Jaxon: “Thanks, babe… that was fucking WEIRD!”
He shuddered with disgust, rubbing himself all over with his hands, healing himself and healing her.
Celeste: “What happened?”
She caressed his face.
Jaxon: “I guess Alfonso gave birth to a slug and a wall.”
He pouted and wrapped his arm around her. Celeste drew a breath and led him out of there.
They ascended the stairs until they reached the top floor. The foyer was dark and eerie-looking. A few cockroaches scurried in front of them. Jaxon yelped and grabbed onto Celeste.
Jaxon: “Urghh! I HATE those fuckers!”
He groused at the cockroaches. Celeste held him close.
Celeste: “Yeah, they are fuckin’ gross.”
They stood before the door at the end of the hall. Celeste tried to open it, and it was locked. She punched a hole through the door and kicked it down. It was an office. There was an old oak desk with dust, debris, and papers, bookshelves with books, books on the floor, and a filing cabinet. In the corner of the office, looked like a doll of some sort with a giant, bulbous head sitting on top of a thin body with no hands or feet.
Jaxon: “Great, another one of those weird things.”
He laughed bitterly at it. Celeste went to the filing cabinet. She wrenched them open, breaking the locks. She went through the files.
The doll turned its head, locking its gaze onto Celeste and Jaxon.
Celeste: “Jax, I think I found it!”
She held up a large file with the New Horizons Research logo, and “Lamoris” was on the cover.
Jaxon: “NICE! Nice work, babe!”
He gave her a high-five and hummed video game theme music. Celeste laughed and high-fived him back.
The doll’s mouth opened, and thousands of cockroaches spewed out of it.
Jaxon: “OH GOD, HELL FUCKING NO!”
He gagged and screamed, jumping up on the table. Celeste jumped up, grabbed him, and held him over her shoulder, slapping his ass. Jaxon shivered and laughed when she slapped his ass. He only liked it when she touched him there.
Celeste: “Let’s go!”
She jumped down and ran out of the office and down the corridor, where the cockroaches chased them. She ran to the stairs and slid down the balustrade with Jaxon over her shoulder.
Jaxon: “Ohhh, my hero!”
He cooed in a high-pitched voice. She laughed loudly and landed with cat-like grace on the ground floor. She put him down.
Celeste: “Let’s mosey.”
She slapped his ass and led him out. Jaxon snickered and slapped her ass back. Celeste purred.
Jaxon: “Level complete!”
He pulled her into a kiss. She rested her hands on the wall of his chest and kissed him back.
Celeste: “You feel like doing more of these?”
She asked as they went outside.
Jaxon: “So long as my ass don’t get groped? YES.”
He said.
Celeste: “Well, can’t say what these missions will bring, but glad you still find them exciting and don’t want to back out.”
She smiled. Jaxon smiled at her.
Celeste: “But… if you ever want to back out, let me know.”
She said evenly.
Jaxon: “Don’t worry, babe, I’m not gonna BUTT out!”
He smacked her ass. Celeste laughed and tickled his sides.
Jaxon: “HAHAHAHAH AH!”
He laughed and squirmed. She smiled and loved seeing him laugh. She leaned on his arm as they went to his car.
~
After Celeste and Jaxon got cleaned up, Celeste came out dressed in a leather bustier, leather skirt, with a white tiger jacket over it. Deimos and Tristan were in the living room.
Celeste: “Hey, guys! What’s for dinner? I feel like a shawarma!”
She clasped her hands and rubbed them.
Tristan: “Greek salads, too?”
He smiled. She nodded.
Celeste: “Wanna take me, Tristan? Deimos and Jax can talk.”
Tristan rose and nodded.
Tristan: “Of course.”
Deimos: “You know how I like my shawarma.”
He kissed Tristan. Celeste slid her feet into her leather mules.
Tristan: “We’ll be right back.”
He went out of the house with Celeste.
~
Celeste and Tristan placed their order at Nikos’ Greek Palace. The Voyage Burger was handy there. Celeste saw Craig outside with an advertisement for “buy one Destrukto Meal, get one free” sign in his hands. She ran up to him and waved.
Celeste: “Hey, Craig!”
Craig looked up at her and waved.
Craig: “G’day, Celeste!”
He grinned at her.
Celeste: “Hey, how’s Fabien feeling? He told Jaxon and me some bad news the other day.”
She gazed at him with sympathy. Craig’s eyebrows rose.
Craig: “Huh? Oh, you mean that gross porno my sis made?”
He groused and laughed bitterly, looking confused. Celeste gaped at him and shook her head.
Celeste: “That was after Fabien stole Jax’s cigarettes and stuffed them in his underwear, and Jaxon pulled them out.”
She stroked her chin. Craig’s jaw dropped.
Craig: “HE FUCKING WHAT?!”
He snapped and removed his Burger Berserker head, throwing it down onto the ground.
Celeste: “Oh, uh, he told Jaxon and me about Finley Lloyd! He was some guy who almost raped him when he was a delivery boy for Pizzas, Gyros, and More!”
She said and put her hands up. Craig’s eyes widened like saucers.
Celeste: “And I wondered how he was doing!”
She knit her eyebrows.
Craig: “WHAT?! HE TOLD THAT FUCKER, BUT NOT ME?!”
He panted with fury and hurt in his tone. Celeste paused.
Celeste: “Uh, yeah!”
She blurted.
Celeste: “Oh and he said, ‘Merci, mon chéri’ to Jaxon!”
She added. Craig twisted his mouth and fumed.
Craig: “WHAAAAAAT?!”
He rasped and roared, resembling the Hulk, baring his muscles and stamping furiously over to his jeep. Celeste blinked.
Tristan appeared behind her.
Tristan: “Uh, food is here!”
He said awkwardly.
~
Fabien was home picking up the dirty clothes Craig and Gus left on the floor and gathering it in the hamper to take to the washer. He saw Jaxon outside with Deimos, dropped the hamper and rushed outside to them.
Fabien: “COUCOU, JIRO-KUN!”
He wailed in a high-pitched voice, waving at him. Jaxon groaned at him.
Craig’s Jeep came screeching down the road, blaring pounding thrash metal with a loud screech of his tires. He bared his teeth and glared at Jaxon in a hot fury.
Craig: “YOU!”
He scrambled out of his car, marching up to Jaxon.
Jaxon: “What did I do now?”
He held his hands up.
Craig: “FAB IS MY MAN! STAY AWAY FROM HIM!”
He rasped, shoving him to the lawn. Deimos rose to Craig.
Deimos: “Okay, what brought this on, Craig?”
He asked firmly.
Fabien paused and got a bad feeling about this. What DID bring this on? He wondered.
Craig: “You were just flirting with him right now and you went to HIM, but not ME to protect ya from that rapist asshole!”
He cried with hurt in his tone. Jaxon gaped at him. Fabien paused.
Fabien: “...What are you talking about?”
He asked him and shifted his eyes.
Fabien: “Do you mean Dougal?”
Deimos bowed his head when he heard Dougal’s name. Jaxon recoiled at that name.
Craig: “The OTHER one! Finley or some shit!”
He cried. Fabien froze.
Fabien: “Oh…”
He embraced himself.
Fabien: “That guy is dead, Craig. I told that to Jaxon and Celeste in strict confidence.”
He said with hurt in his tone. Craig knit his eyebrows.
Craig: “But I’m your partner, Fab! You didn’t tell ME but ya told the asshole who threw ya into a mirror?!”
He cried with hurt in his tone.
Deimos: “Oh, didn’t you tell me you slammed yourself into that mirror to antagonize Craig?”
He said, bluffing. Fabien gaped owlishly at Deimos. Jaxon gaped at Fabien.
Jaxon: “WHAT?”
Deimos: “I mean, you can heal yourself, and it was worth it since Jaxon wanted Tristan at the time.”
He added with good measure.
Jaxon: “You MADE that idiot throw me out the window?!”
Fabien ignored Deimos and Jaxon and looked away.
Fabien: “Look, I told Jaxon because he almost got raped by Dougal and he would understand!”
He hissed at Craig. Jaxon looked away, not wanting to think about Dougal.
Craig: “B-But, I’m your partner, Fab!”
He cried.
Fabien: “I KNOW, CRAIG! But you wouldn’t understand! When I said I didn’t want a dog, you started acting like one and insisting we get a dog when I am scared of them!”
He snapped back.
Craig: “How the fuck was I supposed to know if ya didn’t tell me!”
He fired back.
Fabien: “I can’t tell you much! You don’t understand it! You don’t understand ANYTHING!”
He fired back, his tone matching Craig’s. Craig recoiled and drew back.
Craig: “I ain’t stupid! What’s not to understand ‘bout this?!”
He fired back.
Fabien: “You’re antagonizing me over this! I don’t need this bullshit, Craig!”
He shot his forefinger at him.
Fabien: “God, you’re SO FUCKING STUPID!”
He clawed at the air as he cried. Craig’s bottom lip trembled, and he fell to his knees.
Craig: “AND YOU’RE MEAN!”
He cried back at him.
Fabien: “I KNOW!”
Jaxon groaned and rolled his eyes at their fight.
Jaxon: “Oh, brother.”
He sighed.
Tristan’s car rolled in and parked in front of their house. He knit his eyebrows as he got out. Celeste told him everything on the way back.
Celeste: “Uh, Craig, Finley is dead. I killed him and put his body in a Barry Bear costume and tossed him in the ocean.”
She reassured him.
Craig: “WHAT?! That was for ME to do!”
He whined. Celeste blinked.
Celeste: “...I did it a year ago…”
She said slowly.
Craig: “Oh…”
He pouted.
Tristan: “Celeste, we should leave them be.”
He sighed. Jaxon smiled at Celeste.
Jaxon: “Hey, babe!”
He greeted her with a kiss. Celeste wrapped her arms around him and kissed him back.
Celeste: “Hey, loverboy!”
She purred.
Craig looked up at them and pouted, remembering when he and Fabien were like that, and wondered what had happened.
Craig: “What happened to us, Fab?”
He cried.
Fabien: “Because of this bullshit! Instead of comforting me, you antagonize me! Fuck you!”
He snapped and stormed into the house.
Deimos: “He’s got ya there, Craig. He doesn’t have to tell you something he’s uncomfortable with, and with how you reacted just now, I don’t blame him.”
He rolled his eyes. Tristan approached Deimos and kissed him.
Tristan: “Let’s go eat. This is for them to resolve.”
He whispered to him. Deimos smiled at him and led him to Jaxon and Celeste’s house to go in and eat. Craig knit his eyebrows and held himself at the sight of the happy, loving couples around him. He scurried back into his house.
~
Fabien was in the house on the couch, smoking a cigarette and drinking a glass of scotch on the rocks. Craig barged into the house.
Craig: “I’m sorry, Fab!”
He cried. Fabien sipped his drink.
Fabien: “For what?”
He slammed his glass on the table.
Craig: “Bein’ a dick!”
He pursed his lips.
Craig: “I was mad you told that asshole, but not me, but I didn’t know how you felt.”
He added.
Fabien: “This is NOT easy for me to discuss. It just came out. We saw a segment on Unresolved Enigmas about him and Jaxon mentioned Dougal almost raping him and it came out since you know Dougal almost raped me, too!”
He cried. Craig knit his eyebrows.
Craig: “I’m sorry, Fab!”
He stood behind him, over the couch, wrapping his arms around him from behind. Fabien sighed into his embrace.
Fabien: “I quit my job, became terrified of dogs, and I was always afraid of Finley coming back to get me, and then Dougal does this!”
He sobbed and wiped his eyes.
Craig: “Don’t worry, Fab… Finley is dead ‘n Dougal is about to be dead, too!”
He huffed.
Fabien: “This is a touchy topic for me, Craig. I didn’t need the third degree from you! I didn’t do this with malicious intentions!”
He sobbed.
Craig: “I’m sorry, Fab! You’re right, I don’t understand, but I wanna protect ya ‘n support ya…”
He assured him, wrapping his arms around him. Fabien sighed and nestled into his embrace. He wrapped his arms around him and rested his head on his chest. He yearned for this from Craig—to feel loved and protected.
Fabien: “Thank you, Craig… I’m sorry, too.”
He said softly. He turned his head and kissed him deeply. Craig pulled him tightly into him and kissed him.
Craig: “I’m sorry too, Fab! I won’t let another piece of shit like that hurt you!”
He assured him.
Fabien: “Thank you, Craig…”
He whispered and smiled, drying his eyes.
He rose and went to the table by the door.
Fabien: “I have something for you.”
Craig perked up like an excited dog.
Craig: “Fuck yeah! What is it?!”
He beamed. Fabien grabbed a case and opened it, presenting him a needle filled with green liquid.
Fabien: “I got this. Do you want powers?”
He asked him. Craig’s green eyes sparkled.
Craig: “OOH! I GET TO BE A SUPERHERO AND KICK RAPIST ASSES?!”
He beamed with glee.
Fabien: “Yes.”
He tied a rubber band around Craig’s arm. Craig flexed his muscles, showing off to Fabien. Fabien grinned and kissed his biceps. He plunged the needle into Craig’s arm and slowly injected the serum. Craig gnashed his teeth and felt his skin tighten. Fabien injected all of the serum and pulled the needle out. Craig panted and rubbed his arm where he had injected it.
Craig suddenly felt a sharp pang of pain in his neck. It felt as if a big hand gripped his neck, crushing it.
Craig: “ARRGH! Holy shit, what the fuck is happening to me?!”
He rasped, clutching his neck. He then screamed and recoiled in fear when he felt a strange texture on his neck. Fabien cupped his mouth.
Fabien: “Are those… gills?!”
Craig’s eyes widened, and he felt his neck.
Craig: “What the FUCK?!”
He gasped and jolted at the sensation on his neck.
Craig: “Wh-What happened to me, Fab?!”
He knit his eyebrows.
Fabien: “...I think your power is… breathing underwater.”
He stammered.
Craig: “WHAT?! That’s it?!”
He gasped, gaping at himself in the mirror.
Craig: “Okay, I gotta have wicked sick sea beast powers or somethin’... right?! Right?!”
He exclaimed. Fabien shifted his eyes and bowed his head.
Fabien: “I don’t know. So far, it seems to be breathing underwater.”
He put the needle back in its case.
Craig: “Let’s go to the beach!”
He exclaimed.
Fabien: “Right now?”
He asked him.
Craig: “Fuckin’ oath! I wanna test my powers ‘n show off my sexy bod to you!”
He exclaimed, flexing his abs. Fabien smiled and bit his bottom lip.
Fabien: “All right, you drive.”
He tossed him the keys for the Jeep.
Craig: “Fuck yeah!”
He grinned, taking the keys and his hand and rushing out with him.
~
Craig and Fabien were at a beach away from everyone else, as Fabien wanted it to be just him and Craig. Fabien was in his green Speedo and sat on the shore. Craig grinned at him and ran ahead of him like a dog on a beach. He ran into the water, dove in, and swam faster than he ever had. He glided through the water like a fish. Fabien smirked and rose. He pulled his Speedo down, revealing his nude body, and got into the water with Craig. Craig perked up with arousal when he gazed at his naked body.
Craig: “Ooh, hellooo sexy!”
He purred, wrapping his arms around him in the water.
Fabien: “Hey…”
He wrapped his arms around him, kissing him deeply, and raked his fingers through his hair. Craig lowered himself into the water, swam behind Fabien. Fabien gasped as he felt Craig licking his ass underwater. Fabien moaned and grabbed onto a rock, trembling as Craig’s tongue ran over his pink asshole.
Fabien: “Oh, God, Craig!”
He cried. Craig remained underwater for several minutes pleasuring his man.
Craig emerged from the surface, embracing Fabien from behind, intertwining his fingers with his. He bucked his hips and slowly entered Fabien from behind, the tip of his dick prodding his anus and entering him. Fabien let out a shriek of ecstasy and moved in rhythm with Craig’s thrusts.
Fabien loved feeling Craig’s powerful thrusts; his body trembled, and he loved the feel of Craig’s rugged, rough palms caressing his silky, soft body. Craig tightened his grip on Fabien’s hips, pistoning his body until he keened in ecstasy. Craig picked up the pace as his member swelled inside the man he loved, his balls clapping against Fabien’s, and Craig slapping Fabien’s ass with each thrust. Fabien cried in pleasure with each slap and thrust.
Craig felt himself on the edge and grunted. Fabien trembled all over, feeling weak in the knees.
Fabien: “OH, OH, CRAIG!”
He cried as he climaxed. Craig buried himself deep in Fabien and came inside his gentleman love with a hoarse shout.
Craig: “FAB!”
~
Craig and Fabien lay on the beach with a blanket over them. Fabien lay on Craig’s chest with his arm wrapped around Craig, feeling more in love with Craig than he ever was.
~
After Tristan, Deimos, Celeste, and Jaxon finished eating, they looked over the files Celeste retrieved from the mental asylum.
Tristan: “Lamoris, huh? They’re monsters created in a lab and New Horizons Research created these. You can make almost anything from these, including a Lamoris wall.”
He showed them a sheet with a living wall that had clawed hands coming out of it.
Celeste: “Yeah, that was the wall in the ‘happy room’ grabbing Jax’s cock and ass, and pinning him to the wall.”
She drawled. Jaxon pouted and groaned.
Jaxon: “Happy room, more like ‘disgusting room’!”
He huffed.
Celeste: “And a giant slug was caressing him with her tongue and slimy hands.”
She gagged. Jaxon shuddered and gagged.
Tristan: “So you’re not going to accompany her on those missions anymore?”
He asked.
Jaxon: “Hey, that’s not gonna stop me!”
He exclaimed, putting his arm around her. Celeste smiled at Jaxon. Tristan’s eyebrows rose surprisingly.
Tristan: “That is good!”
Deimos: “See, these are much too dangerous for Tristan! So he would need all the protection he can get!”
He said doggedly and put his arm around Tristan, who reddened. Jaxon laughed.
Jaxon: “You leave the danger to us then.”
He nodded.
Deimos: “Yes, Tristan’s hands should never touch rusty bars or anything rough! That’s for us to do!”
He held Tristan’s soft hands and kissed them. Tristan giggled.
Tristan: “Oh my!”
Jaxon: “Well, my Green Queen is tougher than rusty bars!”
He draped his arm around her. Celeste grinned at him.
There was a segment on TV. Someone taped Jaxon’s and Yvette’s wedding before Celeste rescued him. It was all in Japanese with English subtitles. It showed Jaxon turning to Yvette during the exchange of vows, speaking in Japanese to her with, “NO! I LOVE CELESTE! I DON’T LOVE YOU! I HATE YOU! YOU KILLED MY GREEN QUEEN!”
Jaxon reddened at the footage and cupped his mouth. Celeste smiled at Jaxon.
Deimos: “Your face is redder than your stripe now.”
He said flatly.
Jaxon: “Shut up.”
He hissed at him and shifted his eyes.
Celeste: “Jax, why can’t you say the three little words?”
She teased.
Jaxon: “I JUST DID!”
He pouted. Celeste giggled.
Deimos: “You’re blushing.”
He said evenly.
Jaxon: “Shhh!”
Deimos chuckled.
The segment then showed Nobuyuki with his hand on Yvette, announcing he bought her a seventy-five-million-dollar private island.
Jaxon: “Seventy-five MILLION ISLAND?”
He exclaimed. Tristan cleared his throat.
Tristan: “Yes, apparently so. Why am I getting a bad feeling about this?”
His eyes shifted.
Jaxon: “Because it’s hell island?! She can stay on her island away from us!”
He groused.
Celeste: “I notice you do that thing when you’re upset or rambling ‘cause you’re embarrassed.”
She laughed. Jaxon froze.
Jaxon: “Huh? What do you mean, babe?”
He laughed.
Celeste: “You stop talking like you’re from Golden State and switch back to Japanese accent.”
She stated.
Jaxon: “Huh… I didn’t realize that.”
He said as his voice trailed off.
Deimos: “You should talk dirty to her in Japanese. Tristan does it to me in French, and I love it.”
He grinned. Tristan turned red and bit his bottom lip. Jaxon reddened.
Jaxon: “Huh, that’s not a bad idea.”
He smirked at Celeste. Celeste bit her bottom lip. She loved it when Jaxon blushed.
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